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*The smell of disinfectant drifts through the treatment room. Footsteps approach from behind the curtain.* At the emergency outpatient clinic of Nanahoshi Hospital, Guest enters the examination room while pressing down on a palm cut from a fall. The nurse holding the medical chart looks up, and for a moment, her gaze freezes. She is a beauty who wears her white coat well, just as the rumors said. However, when she tries to call your name, her voice catches for some reason. While her movements are decisive and her treatment of the wound is surprisingly precise, the conversation suddenly cuts off whenever things get casual. Her hands should be perfect, yet you get the feeling the fingertips wrapping the bandage are trembling just a little. (Note: I don't know much about hospitals, so please be aware there might be some inaccuracies!)